The life of a vegetative cup

【"Zhao Juntong, do you want to trade your life for my guilt so that I will never leave you because I owe you forever, or do you want to prove to me that you are no worse than Ji Tao? You can also give your life to me for me?"

"You always tell me to believe you, well, I believe you, so what about you! Is this your trust in me? How many times have I told you that the past is over, I just want to be able to do well in the future You still have to hold on to my life, is it fun to torture me like this!"

"You think you won't be afraid of being stabbed if you can dodge it, are you God? You can predict everything! If you were so fucking right, I wouldn't be stuck in the basement for months and begging to die! Zhao, have you ever thought about the consequences when you die in front of me! Have you seriously taken me to heart and considered my feelings!"

"If you don't even care about yourself, I'm really insane to be sad for you!"]

The sudden ringing of the phone interrupted Zhao Juntong's thoughts, he was stunned for a moment, then he lowered his head to find the phone on the sofa.

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Zhao Juntong was silent for a while: "No, I'll just go over and get it myself in a while."

"Okay, bye."

Zhao Juntong put down the phone in his hand, exhaled lightly, and then raised his head to look at the bright sunshine outside the room.

The light is reflected through the clean and clear glass, as if it can dispel the severe cold in the air.

Those lost, bitter, and lonely breaths seem to be able to regain warmth in this light, releasing dazzling power that dazzles the eyes.

Just like the one he's always loved.

On the bedside table, next to the keys was quietly placed the only old thing left to him by his father before he disappeared. He also gave that watch to someone he could never put down for the rest of his life.

Zhao Juntong paused, raised his hand to take the key, turned around and walked out.

Now he's trying to get that man back, to put it on again.

……

Jian Minxi leaned against the round column in the airport hall and stood bored, scanning the beautifully dressed young girls who occasionally passed by, and was about to whistle in her heart when she heard a familiar voice not far away. call.

"Ashi!"

He turned his head and saw the woman trotting over and the man behind her, and couldn't help but smile with crooked eyebrows.

Jian Minxi opened her arms to embrace the woman who flew into her arms, and because of too much force, she had to take advantage of the momentum and turn around twice before barely mitigating all the impact.

Holding the woman in his arms tightly, Jian Mingxi looked intoxicated: "Lulu, after you gave birth, this place really got bigger, the child's father is blessed."

Of course, the body fat content also increased proportionately beyond his expectations, which made his small body almost miss it.

However, Jian Minxi believes that for such a small problem, smart men should learn to keep their mouths shut.

"Thank you for your compliment," said the man who was holding a little bun that was a little over a year old in one hand and pushing a luggage cart in the other, "Then, can you show kindness, Your Majesty? For the sake of years of friendship, let the child go his mother?"

Ye Lu, who was still nestled in Jian Minxi's arms, couldn't help laughing out loud when she heard the words.

Jian Minxi also smiled: "The child's father has a bad attitude towards me, so this application will be rejected." He said as he hugged Ye Lu's shoulders, stretched out the hand that had just removed the bandage, and gestured at the other party very arrogantly. .

"However, if you tactfully give me a hug for my prince, I can consider giving Ai Qing a lenient treatment."

Cui Zhao looked at him sullenly and did not speak, Jian Minxi also looked at him with contempt, so quiet that even the little bun lying in Cui Zhao's arms felt that the atmosphere was not right, and turned his head with his fist in his mouth.

Suddenly, the two men laughed at the same time and punched each other's shoulders.

Cui Zhao handed it over to his son: "Your Majesty, how are you doing recently? I saw that your hand was injured in the video two days ago?"

"Small injury, it's okay." Jian Minxi took over the plump and chubby little white bun, but his heart was bubbling with love, and he couldn't help but slapped his chubby face, "Fanfan, Remember Papa Jane?"

The child left his familiar relatives and was about to grin and cry, but when he saw Jian Minxi in the blink of an eye, his big black eyes flickered several times.

"Come on, I knew that you, a little heartless person, would never remember." Jian Mingxi said, and made a grimace while staring at the bun in her arms, not thinking that she was only one year old and hadn't seen her for a long time. Who can remember.

The little bun looked at him and giggled and laughed.

"Axi," Ye Lu helped Cui Zhao rub the arm that had been holding the child, and said with a smile, "I heard Cui Zhao said that you have a companion, why didn't you see him come with you?"

Jian Minxi paused with the hand pinching Xiao Baozi's face with a smile, pulled the woolen hat on Xiao Baozi's head, hugged it tightly in his arms to protect it, and then walked out.

"Ghosts have companions, dead!"

"Oh?" Ye Lu was dumbfounded when she heard the words. Cui Zhao pushed the cart and pulled his wife to follow. After looking around and seeing no one, she smiled and said, "Dead? How did he die?"

Jian Mingxi hid from the crowd and sneered: "It's another one who was stabbed to death, okay?"

Cui Zhao complained: "Hey, the reproducibility is so high? But Zhao Juntong is probably really dead, and the soul will have to haunt you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Jian Minxi, who had just stepped out of the automatic gate of the airport, froze, then turned his head and turned to walk forward with bigger steps.

Following Jian Minxi's line of sight just now, and seeing the calm and handsome leader standing at the door, Cui Zhao couldn't help sighing that he is not being pestered.

My own crow's mouth is really unsatisfactory.

At this time, Zhao Juntong turned his head and nodded to Cui Zhao, who was sighing endlessly, and Ye Lu, who was observing him, and then walked a few steps quickly, following behind Jian Mingxi.

"I'm driving," Zhao Juntong walked over, looked at Jian Minxi, who was holding the child, raising his hand to stop the car, and then looked at the little bun who turned his head towards him when he heard the voice, and paused, "It's cold outside, don't Frozen to the child."

Jian Minxi glanced at him, her eyes inadvertently passed Zhao Juntong's right shoulder, then she stopped glancing at him, and pulled open the zipper of her cold-proof jacket, wrapping Cui Fan in her arms.

"Zhao is always a noble person, and he is not afraid of spending money to be hospitalized. Small people like us can't handle it." Jian Mingxi finished speaking lightly, pulled his clothes, raised his hand and continued to call for a car.

Zhao Juntong didn't speak, he glanced at Cui Fan who was obediently in Jian Minxi's arms and looked at him, and then stood at Jian Minxi's left wind vent to shield them from the wind.

Jian Minxi still didn't look at him with a cold face.

Cui Zhao glanced at the two people standing deadlocked on the side of the road, and sighed in his heart.

The two of them are fighting each other, why do they have to hurt their family of three, he is still happy to try out the safety performance of the Volvo, this little flame of excitement has not yet been ignited, and Jian Minxi is not polite with a pot of cold water poured down.

Cui Zhao thought for a while, then leaned over and whispered something to his wife, who was looking up and down at Zhao Juntong, and Ye Lu nodded.

After waiting for a while, a taxi drove up in front of Jian Minxi and stopped. He handed Cui Fan to Ye Lu who was walking by, and then bypassed Zhao Juntong, and went back to help Cui Zhao carry luggage into the trunk of the car.

Cui Zhao carried several large suitcases into the trunk, and the remaining few small suitcases saw that Jian Minxi should be able to carry them without difficulty, so he took a step to the side of Zhao Juntong who also came to help, and patted him on the shoulder.

Seeing Zhao Juntong turn his head, Cui Zhao said, "Mr. Zhao, do you have time? Let's have a cup of coffee together?"

Zhao Juntong paused and nodded.

"Well, that's good," Cui Zhao turned his head to the side, and said to Ye Lu who was sitting in the car in front, "You go back first," and laughed to Jian Mingxi beside him, "Your Majesty, please take care of my wife and son." ?”

Jian Minxi, who was carrying a schoolbag, looked at Cui Zhao and narrowed his eyes: "You traitor, be honest, and mind your own business."

"You have already defined me as a traitor, so why don't I do more traitorous things to make your words true?" Cui couldn't help laughing, under Jian Mingxi's even uglier face, before the other party had time to add With two words of truth, he quickly pulled Zhao Juntong away side by side.

……

Sitting in the cafe, Cui Zhao waited for the waiter to serve the coffee, sighed again about his hard work, and then said to the leader opposite who was gracefully picking up the cup: "Tell me, where are you recruiting him this time?" gone?"

Zhao Juntong stopped holding the cup in the air, looked up at Cui Zhao, was silent for a moment, and then slowly told Jian Mingxi that he was intentionally stabbed with a knife, and how Jian Mingxi left in a rage after throwing the table and bowl in the ward speak out.

Cui Zhao was taken aback when he heard this, and then his expression turned cold.

It wasn't until Zhao Juntong finished speaking that Cui Zhao said coldly: "Zhao Juntong, sometimes I really wonder if you really love him. If it's just to make sure of his heart, you're going to torment him like this," he sneered and burst into a foul language, " You are so fucking good at loving people!"

Zhao Juntong just closed his eyes.

"Cui Zhao, you don't understand."

"I don't fucking understand anything! I just need to understand that you hurt my brother!" As for how much blood Zhao Juntong shed, he didn't care.

However, Zhao Juntong couldn't help but smile when he heard it.

It is really a happy and enviable thing for Jian Ming to have such a friend who defends him desperately.

But with a smile, Zhao Juntong slowly restrained his expression and became depressed.

He was silent for a while, and said: "My personality is really bad, and it often only hurts people. You probably have experienced this from a long time ago. Sometimes unconsciously selfish reactions will push others Crazy……"

With a sound of "crash", Cui Zhao had already stood up, stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhao Juntong's collar angrily: "The surname is Zhao! You fucking treat my brother as mentally ill and I will knock out your teeth!"

Ignoring the gazes from around him, Cui Zhao looked at him coldly: "Who do you think you are! I warn you! Don't do anything just because he cares about you! It really makes you lawless!"

Zhao Juntong looked at each other quietly: "I have never treated him as a mental patient." He paused, his voice was soft but firm, "He has never had any flaws in my eyes."

Cui Zhao let go of his hands and sat back. Zhao Juntong lowered his eyes and raised his hand to slowly straighten his wrinkled collar.

"I used to think that I just need to watch him from a distance, watch him smile, watch him happy, watch him carefree."

"Just keep it. As long as he can be happy, I can do whatever he wants. Don't think about things that don't belong to me, and try my best to ignore the pain and sadness in my heart."

"But I can't."

He looked up out of the window, looked at the people coming and going, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I can't do it, Cui Zhao, I can't bear him to set his eyes on others at all."

"You know Cui Zhao, when I saw Duan Yilong chasing him on the road for the first time, it took me so much effort to suppress the urge to throw him to fill the sea."

"Even innocent people are easy to be angered by me. I admit that I am selfish. I can't stand him thinking about others. During that time, he thought about Ji Tao every day, just because Ji Tao died for him. With all the blood in front of him, he can accept the emotions and memories that he once regarded as strangers, and has been repelling, and become a complete him again..."

"For Ji Tao, he climbed out of the abyss. When I saw him again, he recovered so much. He who had always had serious barriers and obstacles to all emotions and communication with others became kind and lively again... He did it for his sake. If Ji Tao takes revenge, he can completely overcome all psychological shadows and go to Zhanxuan..."

"Then what's the use of me anyway? If I'm completely meaningless to him, then what's the point of me being alive?"

"Is it ridiculous?" Zhao Juntong said, laughing in a low voice, looking down at his palm, "I can't even live in his heart forever, climb to the highest position, the omnipotent Zhao Juntong actually did it unreachable things.”

"You see, although he always joked with me as if they were intimate, but the only two times I actually touched him, it caused him so much pain that he even wanted to die... probably had that kind of experience, he I really hate what I do to him, I'm really afraid that he won't be able to accept me, so I can't help but test his bottom line to see if he is really disgusted by my touching him..."

"...He promised to try with me, but I was as scared as if I was suddenly rescued by the blessings of gods and Buddhas when I was drowning in the water. Even if he just got used to my company, what is it to me? I don’t dare to ask any more about how I feel.”

"But if I'm not the number one in his heart, I can't wait to kill everyone in this world."

"Besides, what Xiang Zhanxuan suddenly said about Ji Tao's cruel experience made him push me away like crazy and rushed over... as if... as if he really wanted to completely abandon me, leave me, and let me go. I can no longer hold him firmly..."

"I really want to know, for him..." Zhao Juntong didn't continue, closed his eyes and silenced his voice.

Cui Zhao was silent for a long time after hearing the words: "Zhao Juntong, I don't know if he has told you that he has been able to persevere until now because of you."

Zhao Juntong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his eyes to Cui Zhao.

Cui Zhao exhaled, and said slowly: "Those days of treatment in the mental hospital are really unbearable. I am on the verge of collapse and sober, struggling back and forth. I am terrified when I look at it. If it were me, I would definitely not be able to do it. Like him, to be able to walk out of that ward again on his own."

"I admit that Axi's belief is very firm. Even if he is forced to recall and re-experience the pain every day, he can overcome it with his own efforts, but if there is no hope, he will not be so strong. Live on."

"I once asked him if he was tired after working so hard, and would he want to give up..."

Cui Zhao paused, looked at Zhao Juntong, and smiled: "He told me with a smile that someone in China owed him a meal, and he had to rush back to collect the debt, and he couldn't make the other party wait for him for too long."

"He went to Xiang Zhanxuan and worked hard to face the source of the nightmare to treat his mental illness. Was it really just to avenge Ji Tao?"

"After all, from what I've seen, the only thing Ah Xi cried out every time he couldn't bear the treatment in the hospital was your name."

Zhao Juntong was silent for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally closed his eyes and smiled.

"Thank you, Cui Zhao."

……

Maybe it's because he was too lonely, lonely for too long, so he was so overwhelmed by the sudden happiness.

He was actually more scared than anyone else.

He was afraid that there was still another person in Jian Minxi's heart, and he was afraid of that person's response to him, just because the other person was too lonely, and he happened to appear at that moment and that place, which could give him a little warmth.

He was afraid that Jian Minxi's feelings for him were just out of habit or gratitude to him.

Zhao Juntong once firmly believed that his feelings for that person should not affect him at all.

He himself may not be able to bring Jian Minxi the joy and happiness that Jian Minxi needs, but at least he can fulfill Jian Minxi's happiness and happiness, at least he can guarantee that person, and can live the rest of his life without any worries.

But since the other party came back, he can no longer be sure of his willpower.

The person who always thought that he would never be tempted again, the person who has always been wanton to the point of indifference, is the only one who does not play tricks on him, only does not hide from him, and shows his true self to him.

Received such special treatment, there was someone waiting on the sofa every day when he went back, and there was no empty cold wind between his arms at night, such great happiness suddenly enveloped him, filling his heart all the time Yes, let him ignore all potential storms, and just beg every day that he can continue to stay by the other party's side.

However, Ji Tao died.

And Zhao Juntong also recognized it, once again recognized his own essence.

He was originally a selfish and vicious guy, hidden under the calm and steady appearance, he was a villain who could do anything without any scruples in order to achieve his own goals.

He couldn't bear Jian Minxi's indifference, couldn't bear being ignored, couldn't bear his feelings not getting the slightest response.

Looking at Jian Minxi who reacted strongly to Ji Tao's death, Zhao Juntong could hardly suppress the cruelty and tyranny in his nature for a moment, the urge to smash everything ran rampant in his body, making him I can't control myself at all.

He has to leave, far away, he can't stay in front of the other party for a second, he needs time to calm down the restlessness in his heart, and never appear in front of him again before he can regain control of himself.

You only need to give him a few days of buffer time, and he can come back, and continue to take care of him meticulously and gently as usual.

Otherwise, he can't guarantee that he won't hurt him.

He is sincere, from the bottom of his heart, he doesn't want to hurt Jian Minxi anymore. He once cruelly ruined the other person's whole life and lost everything. He doesn't want any chance of this happening again.

He is sincere and wants to make the other party happy, eternal happiness.

Even if the things he wants can only be given by the other party, he can no longer ask willfully.

But the fierce emotions clamoring in his body were constantly tormenting him.

The self who thought he had been abandoned saw Jian Minxi again, saw the tears in his eyes when the other party looked at him, and saw the other party lying there quietly after the suicide attempt, so pale that he had no vitality, all his pride All self-control is gone.

If you want to catch the opponent, hold it tightly, no matter what despicable, shameful, or dirty means are all indifferent, you must imprison the person by your side forever, put all the last cards in the basket, and don't give the opponent any chance , to prevent the other party from having any possibility to escape from him.

He can't live without that person.

Those promises of waiting, those promises not to let the other party be alone, are actually all his ulterior motives to keep him by his side, and he wants the other party to never leave him.

Because the one who is really afraid of a person is actually himself.

For himself, he used those words to bind Jian Mingxi to fill his desire for him like a bottomless pit. He has always been a despicable and shameless scum.

He wanted the other person to be well, better than anyone else, but it seemed inevitable that he could always hurt him too.

When Jian Minxi was crazy because of him, no one knew that that night, he was the only one guarding the night of the person who fell into a sweet dream. From the time he could remember, he abandoned all weakness and incompetence, and remained calm in front of outsiders forever. What kind of fear does the calm Zhao Juntong have, holding each other and weeping silently.

Repression and release, in such a battle of reason and emotion, such repeated pulls, his heart has long been overwhelmed.

But he never expected, even dared not imagine in his dreams, that he was really lucky to get the love of the other party.

Like a blissfully blissful hallucination.

Zhao Juntong exhaled, raised his hand and knocked on the door in front of him.

After a long time, until he knocked on the door again, there was no sound from inside.

Ye Lu, who opened the door, and Jian Mingxi, who was sitting on the sofa holding the baby and breastfeeding her child with a smile, were both taken aback when they saw him.

Jian Minxi's gentle and doting smile, which was still on her face, became indifferent again the moment she saw him.

Even the intensely colored temperature in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

Zhao Juntong fell silent before entering the room.

Ye Lu looked at him, then at Jian Mingxi, then went back, picked up the child and smiled, "You guys talk, I'll change Fanfan's diaper." She walked into the back room and even thoughtfully The door of the room closes.

Seeing Zhao Juntong approaching, Jian Mingxi also stood up, and said calmly: "Mr. Zhao is here, sorry we don't have any good things to entertain you, please come back."

Zhao Juntong grabbed Jian Minxi's wrist as he was about to turn back to the house, preventing him from leaving.

"I won't apologize."

He will no longer beg forgiveness for any mistakes he has made, and then evade responsibility as if he has received an amnesty.

No one in this world can be forgiven unconditionally forever. It doesn't matter if Jian Ming wants to forgive him or not, and it doesn't matter if he hates him for the rest of his life.

He should have been condemned and disgusted by his own heart forever, and he can no longer get any forgiveness, and give himself any excuse to do wrong things.

The hand of the person with his back to him trembled slightly, and Zhao Juntong paused: "Ah Xi, I don't have such a great spirit of dedication, and all I did was just a trick of a despicable villain."

"Saying that I will be with you, guard you, and never let you be alone is also an excuse to achieve what I want to achieve."

Jian Mingxi was quiet for a while, then smiled and said: "Is that so..."

"That's it, it should be like this..." Jian Mingxi murmured a laugh twice, her body trembling even more, "I know, I should know..."

Zhao Juntong hugged the struggling and trembling man tightly in his arms, firmly grasping the still scarred hand of the opponent, never letting go of his strength, and never giving the opponent the slightest chance to break free.

"I probably can't meet the standard to satisfy you at the moment, so, Axi, if you can bear it, you don't have to mind it," Zhao Jun paused, let out a breath, and took out the specially-made ring that he had just taken from his pocket. The box was forced into Jian Minxi's ferocious claw-like hands.

"Let's get married."

dead silence...

……

"Fuck! I can't stand it! Shit because of that! You bastard, where's the logic!!"